Crete! I didn’t know that you belong here.”He stepped back and with the water only being four feet, he showed her for the first time his perfectl... chiseled chest. In the water his biceps glistened as he put his hands on his hips and struck a pose for her. “Well, Mr. Crete, this my first time here, so I don’t know where everything is.”With that he placed his hands on the side of the pool and in one forceful thrust, he pulled himself out of the water and onto the side of the pool. Mr. Crete. "You need something Helen?" Eddie asked innocently enough."I thought I'd see what you have down here." She answered keeping her tone coy.Chuck snickered and Eddie hit him in the chest. It had the air of unspoken in-joke that Eddie wanted quelled before Chuck got too far and Helen wondered if her day was off to a pleasant start. She followed them to the mailroom and bend over the long mail cart, apparently looking for her department. She made a point of wiggling so that her short skirt would. Black Wolf, as the war chief of the successful battle, was particularly popular that night, but none of the men were slighted.Black Wolf discussed his radical new idea with Morning Mist and convinced her that he had a good plan. Two days later, he brought it up in the council meeting and met a lot more opposition, but was able to convince even the most stubborn nay-sayer by the time he was finished. His plan was simple, but would require a lot of work to implement it. Black Wolf had presented. Before I knew it, an hour had passed and she was still working away on my shaft. I couldn't believe she wasn't tired. Her endurance was amazing. She had edged me numerous times over the last hour, bringing me to the brink, only to let me down slowly. My cock ached so bad from wanting to cum, but her hands wouldn't move fast enough to allow it. Hr soft, oiled hands kept their slow, steady pace. She knew the pace that would drive me to the edge over and over again, controlling me, forcing me.